Father's Death    

     A very bad thing has happened today. When I woke up, Sally and I were very worried about how we would tell father of the war, and how he might react. Well, we worried for nothing, because when I went to look on him after our conversation, his face was very, very pale, he did not answer me when I called him. That was when I knew father had died. Although I do grieve for this death, I am also quite thankful that father would never have to face the news of war.